I Spy 7....Meeting Mr. Wrong?

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rwood
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since 2000-02-29

Posts 3793
Tennessee

0 posted 2001-11-10 11:43 AM

Upon Entrance
To the Grand Queen AtlantiSea
She felt she were tugboated...
Bloated with ordinary

The sights surrounding her
Were extravagant beyond her dreams

Crystal dripped from the ceilings
The floor mirrored, marblelade
Gold leaf ornamentation
Doric columns replicating
Atlantis’ ruins, imaginary crepe

The outside was a cruise ship
The inside was the treasure
of forty thieves
Silk damask bowed heavily
to `Agra carpets worthy
Of Taj Mahal
Adorning every portal of landing
With magical floating stalled

Bronzed statues fronded each passageway
Surely she was in a place
Where no man had ever lived
But simply dreamed

She sighed inward
Imagining herself
As the most glorious sculpture
Michelangelo would finesse
Enveloping herself in the white light
Of confidence and chiseled cast

Breaking the ice with each passerby
By winking willowy lashes
As a starlet surely would
Her charm was working as it should

Edwardo skimmed her lower back
Escorting her into the Casino
Where Mitchell Raines
Stood in noble pose

Eye contact
Brought them both
to the fullness
Of peripheral vision

Meeting him...would be so very nice
Tonight. Right eye browing interest

As the duty of introduction
Was expertly placed in the air
He bowed a Knightly nod
In Tailed Tuxedoed stare
“Mr. Mitchell Raines
I would like you to meet
My vision this evening
Miss Pearl Hensley
Of the late Mr. Jackson Hensley,
The oil magnate
Who departed us
Leaving the world his Gem,
His most precious Daughter!”

She caught the flash of knifing
In his Dark lashed eyes
Even with her hand laced in his own
She knew...something was not quite
the pleasure
As if a surmising surprise
Widened the gap
Between his portals of night

When he stumbled on her name
She knew...
As Pearl...was easy to retain
So the Hensley...fed his thoughts
She pondered the reason
Of the minute restraint

Accepting his request
To dance in the Grandest
of a ballroom’s chance

Edwardo had permissioned
As he begged the pardon to watch
As he would...all night long

The sea offered little
To his heavy position
Even as his entourage listened
To his every call

He was beginning to turn green
With sea sickness?...No...
An experience he’d not redeemed
In a long while..
He banefully smiled

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Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

1 posted 2001-11-10 11:49 AM

Rwood, You have a talent for short stories.
Enjoyed. *L*

Mistletoe Angel

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since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

2 posted 2001-11-10 12:29 PM

BRAVO!!! OH MY GOSH, REGINA, I LOVE THIS STORY!!! (smiles) You describe the Queen Atlantisea and the lounge so descriptively and beautiful, as well as both the charm and the darkness behind each character's face. (smiles) I LOVE IT!!! Oh my gosh, I'm just hanging onto my chair, dying to find out what happens next! I LOVE IT!!! (kiss on cheek) More, more! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Regina, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

Tracey
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since 2001-08-29

Posts 2808
where insanity meets breeding

3 posted 2001-11-10 11:27 PM

Ooooh, it's gonna get scary. Is she gonna be okay? She will be alright won't she? She has to be, this is a story, and stories always have happy endings....don't they???

If she who dies with the most toys wins, then can I have some toy boys please?

Larry C